melz-367

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I'm actually crying what the fuck happened in the last two lines

Cisgender. This is your term for me. Your stereotype, your aggression When you have been called it all Fag queer whatever.

Well now i speak

I am not gay. I am not bi. I am not a man. Or unsure. I am not your words. I am not “cisgender”.

I am a woman. I love a man. But that doesnt matter. Because my name is Olivia.

writing is 10% storytelling and 90% rearranging three sentences for an hour like you're trying to solve an ancient curse

oooh this looks like a fun one :D

thanks for the tag!! <33

no pressure tags! @bowsinhair @fel1ra @the1astolympian @pain-is-too-tired @iamrizaka @owls-can-read @bleep-bloop-boo @starberry-muffin @starryssunflowers and anyone else who wants to join! <333

Challenging you all!

Put your music library on shuffle, then list the first five songs that come up in a poll to let people vote for which one they like the most!

Then tag Tumblr friends to keep the game going!

imagine being 15 (terrible) and you live in a basement and are only allowed outside every once in a while under strict conditions (isolating) and then you watch your father get literally torn apart by demons (traumatizing) and then a bunch of strangers inform you that you are genetically one of those cultlike child soldiers that your dad always warned you about (migraine inducing) so now you have to go to their weird house in the middle of nowhere and live with the other child soldiers (frightening) and then the brain short circuitingly attractive guy who held you at knifepoint keeps sleeping outside your door and he and his sister keep following you everywhere (SCREAM???) and then some college aged guy shows up while you're collecting stuff to sell when you run away and announces that not only are you a child soldier but your ancestors were like famous and he's basically jesus and also your only living blood relative, and then busts you for stealing and gives you a therapy speech about how you shouldn't throw your life away (HUH???????) and then a bunch of annoying bigots come into the house and keep yapping at you about their shitty ideology (migraine inducing part 2) and also the government is falling apart, you're having your bisexual awakening at a REALLY inconvenient time, there's some guy committing heinous crimes against nature to raise his girlfriend from the dead but then he dies and turns into a demon magnet, you get multiple concussions, and a bunch of strange arcane mystical figures keep ominously trying to figure out why you look familiar (WTF)

also it's been 1 week

i think people who say they don't like avocados have just like. Never had a ripe one. what do you mean you don't like this shit?

So you know how in Percy Jackson, Amazon the company, is actually the Amazons, the group of warrior women.

That means Jeff Bezos isn't real in Percy Jackson and is just a fake person the Amazons made up to be their CEO.

So now I have this image in my head of a bunch of Amazons huddled around a table trying to come up with the concept of Jeff Bezos.

"Make him bald!"

"Ooh! And make him evil, as all men are!"

"What evil things does he do?"

"Oh um..."

"Uhh..."

*Voice from the back * "He doesn't let his workers use the bathroom?"

"Oh that's awful."

"Quick add it to the list!"

"What should his name be?"

"Hunter?"

"No, that's not quite right."

"Steve?"

"No, another ancient power has already made a false figurehead for a company with the name Steve. They may accuse us of copying them."

"How about Jeff?"

"It's perfect!"

Just a couple of badass warrior women trying to come up with their corporate mansona.

Neither enemies to lovers nor slow burn but a secret third thing called Schrödinger's intimacy. We are in love and we are not in love do NOT open that lid I swear to God.

question. do your irl friends know about your presence on this hellsite or are you in full hannah montana mode for life

a slice-of-life story where the stakes are small but the emotions are HUGE. give me.

I control the narrative, I whisper to myself like a lunatic while the characters in the story I'm writing are not following my orders.

 When Jason Grace wakes up, he's surrounded by friends. He's holding hands with a beautiful girl who says that they're in love, and there’s a boy with a wild grin who says they’re best friends. Jason doesn’t know what’s going on, but he knows he's surrounded by people who care for him and want to help him.

When Percy Jackson wakes up, he's almost completely alone. His only connection is a wolf that seems to be judging his every move as it decides his worth. He's fighting for his life and desperately searching to find a place that would take him in and accept him.

When Jason and Percy were switched, they didn't just have their physical selves swapped. They had their lives swapped. Jason got to believe that someone loved him, and Percy got to experience what it was like to have no one.

Mina: I don't think it's ok that you like boys

Kit: Why not? Is perfectly fine boys to like boys

Mina: How can anyone like boys?

Kit: From homophobic to homosexual, you're slaying queen

Aphrodite cabin playing dress to impress because i think they'd love it aka the real reason chb isn't allowed to have technology

I love how everyone’s reacting to Mark wanting to go with Kieran as a secret murder plan.

No one will be forgetting Mark attacking Kieran for what he said about Julian anytime soon.

Right now Kieran is experiencing a phenomenon first recorded by one Simon Lewis in TMI, called “having the car”. Having a car, or being the designated driver means you are always and automatically involved in any plan, no matter what peoples’ personal beliefs on you being present are.

ao3 turns 15 today

reblog if youre older than ao3

(there's a lot of people asking about this, but the legal age to use social media is 13, except in few countries. so yes, there are people here under 15)

What is that supposed to mean. don't give me hope...

Come back to be Micheal.... come bavk to me..... come back....

I have no idea what these are from but I thought y'all would appreciate some pure pjo crack

Can’t stop picturing Lester doing CPR while yelling-singing Stayin’ Alive

Not in an angsty way, just in a stupid funny way

Like he’s just sitting there doing this while the Arrow of Dodona is in his ears going “THOU HAST MISTIMED THE BEAT OF THY SONG! SHALL I AWAKEN THE SPOTIFY FOR THEE?”

Meg’s just in the background dancing, then Lester’s voice cracks and she falls over laughing

Kayla walks in dragging Will with her

Will takes one look and goes “Dad, he literally doesn’t need CPR, you’re just gonna break his ribs for no reason”

He stops.

They never speak of it again.

Forgot I made this.

Pjo as TikToks/Vines ✨️

I am going on a three and a half hour car drive, and here is my list of priorities:

- write more chapters for the life of a short archer (a masonyew story)

- drink water

here is what I have accomplished so far:

- spend ten minutes listening to my friend's completely nonsense voicemail and praying it gets better (it didn't)

- argue with my brother over the correct way to pronounce 'zinc' (yes, like the element on the periodic table. Don't ask) (and yes, there are now apparently two ways to pronounce it. Someone pronounced it as 'seenk' instead of 'zink'. Atrocious)

- explain my English class to my parents after one of them asked how my day went and I launched into an explanation of Act 2, Scene 1 of Much Ado About Nothing (with quotations, yes I am that much of a nerd)

- argue with my brother (again) over sandwiches

- accidentally text my partner a long, sappy rant that I meant to send to a mutual friend, and follow it up by considering to jump out the window as my mother teased me about how bad I was blushing as I frantically deleted it (we've only been together for about three months, maybe four, and I am down BAD and they already have too much blackmail on me)

- stare at my waterbottle like it holds the secrets to life

- spend another ten minutes zoned out listening to music

- write this list

as you can see, I am feeling very productive today 👍🏻🙏🏻

One thing I will say about Cassandra Clare and early Shadowhunters stuff is she stood on business ten toes down when it came to her villains. No lame nature vs. nurture debates, no last minute cop out redemption arcs for the YA audience, just demon incest, Victorian Elon musk and demon STDs that turn you into an evil worm. 10/10 no notes.

(Tentatively) 327 days till The Wicked Powers (Until Further Notice)

MALEC: STYLE

CW // flashing light shake flicker

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Barty: I’m about to expose the men. Whenever you ask a man’s height, he’ll add an inch. So if he’s 6 foot, he’ll say he’s 6'1 and if he’s 6'2, he’ll say he’s 6'3. Barty: Not me though. I subtract 4. I say I’m 5'9. Especially when there’s other men in the room. And then I just watch them panic. Not only have you exposed his lie, but now he thinks he’s 5'3. Barty: What I do is not a crime, but it should be.

reblog for easter

lotr posting

i'd fall for pippin's line ngl

hey y'all, I'll be offline for the next few days so if anyone contacts me for anything just know that I'll get back to you as soon as I can <333